I miss you Sam!!

I miss you Sam!!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Goodbye to a Dear Friend

My great blogging friend, Bobbie of Almost There, died on Saturday. I will miss her.She was passionate about so many of the same things that I am. She was a wonderful Mother and Grandmother and friend and she will be missed. The good thing is that she is now with the love of her life, her husband Ralph, who I know was waiting for her with arms outstretched -- together again and this time for always.

Oh, I'm so sorry about your friend. But, like you, whenever a loved one has died whose spouse has gone before them, I always think about their glorious reunion in heaven, and it brings me comfort! Hope this did the same for you! I bet she's just GLOWING right now!!

I was absolutely heartbroken to hear about Bobbie. I felt like she would go on forever because she was so passionate about making the world a better place. We've lost a great lady. Thank you for this post, Sylvia.

I didn't visit Bobbie often - I can only spend so much time on the web, but I often came across her comments and she seemed a special lady. I read about her passing from Dianne. I'm so sorry for your loss.

What Can I Say?

I'm interested in almost everything. Use to like to travel, but it's too expensive now. I take Tai Chi classes, swim, volunteer in a Jump-start program for pre-schoolers. I'm an avid reader and like nearly everyone these days I follow politics avidly. I'm a former teacher and Special Projects Coordinator for a Telecommunications company, Assistant to the President of a Japanese silicon wafer manufacturing company. Am now enjoying retirement -- most of the time. I have two daughters, one son-in-law and two sons scattered all over the country. No grandchildren.

Stop Hate Starting Here

I Never Saw Another Butterfly

So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellowPerhaps if the sun’s tears would singagainst a white stone....

Such, such a yellowIs carried lightly ’way up high.It went away I’m sure because it wished to kiss the world good-bye.

For seven weeks I’ve lived in herePenned up inside this ghetto.But I have found what I love here.The dandelions call to meAnd the white chestnut branches in the court.

Only I never saw another butterfly. That butterfly was the last one.Butterflies don’t live in here, in the ghetto.

Written by Pavel Friedman, June 4, 1942 Born in Prague on Jan. 7, 1921.Deported to the Terezin Concentration Camp on April 26, 1942. Died in Aushchwitzon Sept. 29, 1944.

Thank You, Anthony!!

Check out his blog and photos!

Chasing Ashes

I love to write and it has been a hobby for a long time. Mysteries were always my escape reading during some of the darker times of my life and I finally decided to give it a try. I've actually written seven over the years. Unfortunately, my last computer disaster resulted in my losing three of the latest four. I did manage to salvage this one.